Singed

Day 30

Here we come in our crowds

Damn pagans! we are loud
always with the drumming
there is always one
I am sorry but drumming is not that fun
gives me a headache

Nought to do we mead
Morris dances now do lead
here comes the may queen
and Jack in the green
and the may pole looks quite rude

So they fires are all lit
look at Jenny being a tit
fertility jumping over pyres
no wonder she caught her crouch on fire
she was naked

 

Blessed Beltane for all my pagan chums